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JUSTINA Egbunonu
2025-07-14 19:46:07 - Traduzir

I CAUGHT MY HUSBAND WITH MY BEST FRIEND, BUT WHAT I DID NEXT SCHOCKED EVERYONE.

EPISODE 1

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My name is Loveth, and I’m 28 years old. I believed I had the kind of life every woman dreamed of. I was married to a handsome man named Dave, and I had a best friend named Sharon who had been by my side since we were kids. We did everything together—primary school, secondary school, even shared a room during university days. So, when I got married to Dave, it felt only right that Sharon would be like a sister in my new home.

Dave was charming and always full of smiles. He would help in the kitchen sometimes, take me on weekend outings, and randomly bring me flowers. Whenever I posted him on Facebook, girls would comment, “God when?” I always smiled and replied, “God did.”

Sharon was always around too. She would come over to cook with me, gist with me, and even help me when I was tired. If I had a small fight with Dave, she would say, “Don’t worry, he’s just stressed. You two are perfect together.” I trusted her more than I trusted anyone. She even had her own drawer in our house where she kept clothes, in case she slept over. I loved her like blood.

But something didn’t feel right after a while.

Dave started changing. At first, it was small. He began locking his phone with a new password. He would receive calls and walk out of the room to answer them. Sometimes, he would say he was going for a work meeting, but return late at night without smelling like work. Once, I called his office and they said he didn’t come in that day. I asked him, and he said they must have made a mistake. I believed him because… well, I loved him.

Sharon also changed. She stopped sleeping over and became more secretive. One day, I noticed she was wearing the perfume Dave got for me last Christmas. I asked her about it and she laughed, saying, “Ah ah, Loveth, am I not your sister? You can’t share perfume again?” I forced a smile, but my heart was whispering, “Something is wrong.”

The signs kept growing. One evening, I was sick and couldn’t go to the market. Dave said he would go, and I gave him a short list. Thirty minutes later, Sharon called me and said she was just passing by the market. I told her Dave had just gone there. She paused and said, “Oh really? I didn’t see him o…” But I could hear background noise—like she was also there. That day, I began connecting dots, but I had no proof.

A week later, something strange happened. I saw Sharon’s WhatsApp status. She had posted a plate of food that looked just like what I cooked at home the night before. Same plate. Same spoon. Same exact style. I asked her jokingly, “You’ve started copying my plating style?” She laughed it off, but my mind said, “Loveth, shine your eyes.”

Then came the final straw.

One Saturday morning, Dave told me he was traveling to Lagos for a company seminar. He packed a small bag and left after breakfast. That evening, I cooked egusi soup and pounded yam and decided to surprise Sharon. I hadn’t seen her in a while, and I thought maybe we could talk. I didn’t call her. I wanted it to be a sweet surprise.

I got to her house around 7:30 PM. It was getting dark. I knocked. No answer. I called her name softly. Still silence. Something told me to check the door. I pushed gently—and it opened.

What I saw inside will never leave my memory.

Dave—my husband—and Sharon—my best friend—were sitting on the sofa, both half naked. Sharon wore only a short towel, and Dave had no shirt on. They were laughing and watching a movie. I stood there, frozen. My hands were still holding the food flask.

They didn’t see me immediately. But when I dropped the flask, it made a loud sound.

They both turned.

Dave’s eyes widened. Sharon’s face drained of all color.

I wanted to scream, but no voice came out.

I didn’t cry. I didn’t shout. I didn’t even curse them. I just looked at them and asked in a calm voice:

“So this is what you both have been doing behind my back?”

Dave stammered, “Loveth… I can explain…”

Sharon burst into tears, “It’s not what you think—”

I turned away.

I walked out slowly. My legs were shaking, but I didn’t fall. I walked into the night, heartbroken, betrayed, and shattered. But as I got home and closed my door, I whispered to myself,

“You will not fight like a fool. You will fight smart. You will win, Loveth. You will win.”

And that was when my revenge plan began to form.

I CAUGHT MY HUSBAND WITH MY BEST FRIEND, BUT WHAT I DID NEXT SCHOCKED EVERYONE. EPISODE 1 FOLLOW ME Justy's Stories My name is Loveth, and I’m 28 years old. I believed I had the kind of life every woman dreamed of. I was married to a handsome man named Dave, and I had a best friend named Sharon who had been by my side since we were kids. We did everything together—primary school, secondary school, even shared a room during university days. So, when I got married to Dave, it felt only right that Sharon would be like a sister in my new home. Dave was charming and always full of smiles. He would help in the kitchen sometimes, take me on weekend outings, and randomly bring me flowers. Whenever I posted him on Facebook, girls would comment, “God when?” I always smiled and replied, “God did.” Sharon was always around too. She would come over to cook with me, gist with me, and even help me when I was tired. If I had a small fight with Dave, she would say, “Don’t worry, he’s just stressed. You two are perfect together.” I trusted her more than I trusted anyone. She even had her own drawer in our house where she kept clothes, in case she slept over. I loved her like blood. But something didn’t feel right after a while. Dave started changing. At first, it was small. He began locking his phone with a new password. He would receive calls and walk out of the room to answer them. Sometimes, he would say he was going for a work meeting, but return late at night without smelling like work. Once, I called his office and they said he didn’t come in that day. I asked him, and he said they must have made a mistake. I believed him because… well, I loved him. Sharon also changed. She stopped sleeping over and became more secretive. One day, I noticed she was wearing the perfume Dave got for me last Christmas. I asked her about it and she laughed, saying, “Ah ah, Loveth, am I not your sister? You can’t share perfume again?” I forced a smile, but my heart was whispering, “Something is wrong.” The signs kept growing. One evening, I was sick and couldn’t go to the market. Dave said he would go, and I gave him a short list. Thirty minutes later, Sharon called me and said she was just passing by the market. I told her Dave had just gone there. She paused and said, “Oh really? I didn’t see him o…” But I could hear background noise—like she was also there. That day, I began connecting dots, but I had no proof. A week later, something strange happened. I saw Sharon’s WhatsApp status. She had posted a plate of food that looked just like what I cooked at home the night before. Same plate. Same spoon. Same exact style. I asked her jokingly, “You’ve started copying my plating style?” She laughed it off, but my mind said, “Loveth, shine your eyes.” Then came the final straw. One Saturday morning, Dave told me he was traveling to Lagos for a company seminar. He packed a small bag and left after breakfast. That evening, I cooked egusi soup and pounded yam and decided to surprise Sharon. I hadn’t seen her in a while, and I thought maybe we could talk. I didn’t call her. I wanted it to be a sweet surprise. I got to her house around 7:30 PM. It was getting dark. I knocked. No answer. I called her name softly. Still silence. Something told me to check the door. I pushed gently—and it opened. What I saw inside will never leave my memory. Dave—my husband—and Sharon—my best friend—were sitting on the sofa, both half naked. Sharon wore only a short towel, and Dave had no shirt on. They were laughing and watching a movie. I stood there, frozen. My hands were still holding the food flask. They didn’t see me immediately. But when I dropped the flask, it made a loud sound. They both turned. Dave’s eyes widened. Sharon’s face drained of all color. I wanted to scream, but no voice came out. I didn’t cry. I didn’t shout. I didn’t even curse them. I just looked at them and asked in a calm voice: “So this is what you both have been doing behind my back?” Dave stammered, “Loveth… I can explain…” Sharon burst into tears, “It’s not what you think—” I turned away. I walked out slowly. My legs were shaking, but I didn’t fall. I walked into the night, heartbroken, betrayed, and shattered. But as I got home and closed my door, I whispered to myself, “You will not fight like a fool. You will fight smart. You will win, Loveth. You will win.” And that was when my revenge plan began to form.

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2025-07-14 12:56:41 - Traduzir

Wanted drug kingpin and others arrested as NDLEA seizes parcels of cocaine and loud packaged inside lipsticks, microwave in Lagos... #Aidee #News #Crime

Wanted drug kingpin and others arrested as NDLEA seizes parcels of cocaine and loud packaged inside lipsticks, microwave in Lagos... #Aidee #News #Crime

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Victoria Osuji
2025-07-14 12:42:30 - Traduzir

MY ABUJA PEOPLE DO YOU AGREE???

What is it like to live in Abuja, Nigeria
Abuja is a beautiful city…you should expect nothing less, being the capital city. Also, like most other capital cities around the world, it is an expensive place to stay compared to other parts of the country.

The bulk of the expenses go into accommodation; and since you have that already taken care of by your company, you need not worry about that particular expense. Depending on where you end up staying, food may be expensive.

For your company to provide accommodation, I will assume that the accommodation will be located in the city center, where there is a steady supply of electricity and portable water supply. So you need not worry about that also.

Pump price of petrol is uniform across major cities in the country (145 Naira, which is about half a dollar) so it is pretty much affordable for someone of your caliber.

Crime rate is low in Abuja metropolis, which again I assume is where your company will put you.

You will enjoy your stay in Abuja but I will advise you to find some time to visit Lagos. Lagos is more fun than Abuja.

MY ABUJA PEOPLE DO YOU AGREE??? 🤔🤷‍♂️ What is it like to live in Abuja, Nigeria Abuja is a beautiful city…you should expect nothing less, being the capital city. Also, like most other capital cities around the world, it is an expensive place to stay compared to other parts of the country. The bulk of the expenses go into accommodation; and since you have that already taken care of by your company, you need not worry about that particular expense. Depending on where you end up staying, food may be expensive. For your company to provide accommodation, I will assume that the accommodation will be located in the city center, where there is a steady supply of electricity and portable water supply. So you need not worry about that also. Pump price of petrol is uniform across major cities in the country (145 Naira, which is about half a dollar) so it is pretty much affordable for someone of your caliber. Crime rate is low in Abuja metropolis, which again I assume is where your company will put you. You will enjoy your stay in Abuja but I will advise you to find some time to visit Lagos. Lagos is more fun than Abuja.

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Chimezie Nwachukwu
2025-07-14 12:20:25 - Traduzir

Profiles of new breed politicians that want to bring change to Nigeria:

1. Alhaji Atiku Abubakar
Atiku was vice president for eight years between 1999 and 2007. He was the head of Obasanjo privatisation programme where he sold a national asset ALSCON built for $3.3bn for a paltry $250m to a Russian friend.

He is 78 years old.

2. Senator David Mark
He retired as a Brigadier General in the Nigerian Army. He stood firmly against the restoration of June 12 mandate to the winner, Bashorun Moshood Kasimawo Olawale Abiola. He was military governor of Nige state from 1984 to 1986. He was senator for twenty years between 1999 and 2019. He was the longest serving Senate President. He was Senate President for eight years between 2007 and 2015.

He is 77 years old.

3. Alhaji Sule Lamido
Sule Lamido was a member of House of Representatives in the second republic. He wss the national secretary of the original Social Democratic Party who betrayed the June 12 struggle. He was governor for Jigawa state for eight years between 2007 and 2015. He was not only found wanting in the fund of the state but with his son.

This new breed politician is 76 years old.

4. Arc Tom Ikimi
Ikimi was Nigerian foreign affairs minister from 1995 and 1998 after he betrayed the June 12 struggle. He was the national chairman of the National Republican Congress before his appointment as minister after Abacha put a nail to the coffin of the aborted third republic.

The new breed Edo born politician is three years older than Atiku who is 78.

5. Mr Rotimi Amaechi
Amaechi was the Speaker, Rivers state house of assembly from 1999 to 2007. He was governor of Rivers state from 2007 to 2015. He was minister of transport (which included today's blue marine ministry) between 2015 and 2022 when he reluctantly resigned to contest for APC presidential ticket which he lost despite running around a stadium in what was supposed to be a thanksgiving service.

He celebrated his 60th birthday anniversary in hunger in a hall rented with millions of naira.

6. Ogbeni Rauf Aregbesola
Aregbesola was commissioner of works Lagos state for eight years between 1999 and 2007. He was governor of Osun state from 2010 to 2018. He was minister of public holiday and prison break between 2019 and 2023 but he was originally appointed minister of interior.

He is 68 years old.

7. Alhaji Aminu Waziri Tambuwal
Member House of Representatives for twelve years from 2003 to 2015. He was Speaker between 2011 and 2015 and Governor of Sokoto state from 2015 to 2023. He is a senator from 2023 till date.

He is 59 years old.

8. Mallam Nasir El-Rufai
El-Rufai was appointed Director General of Bureau of Public Enterprise in 1999. In 2003, he was appointed minister of the federal capital territory. He was elected governor of Kaduna state in 2015 and got re-elected in 2019.

This new breed politician is just 65 years old.

As we can see, they have never played any role in the destiny of our country and this is why they want to bring a change in 2027.

#SWA

Profiles of new breed politicians that want to bring change to Nigeria: 1. Alhaji Atiku Abubakar Atiku was vice president for eight years between 1999 and 2007. He was the head of Obasanjo privatisation programme where he sold a national asset ALSCON built for $3.3bn for a paltry $250m to a Russian friend. He is 78 years old. 2. Senator David Mark He retired as a Brigadier General in the Nigerian Army. He stood firmly against the restoration of June 12 mandate to the winner, Bashorun Moshood Kasimawo Olawale Abiola. He was military governor of Nige state from 1984 to 1986. He was senator for twenty years between 1999 and 2019. He was the longest serving Senate President. He was Senate President for eight years between 2007 and 2015. He is 77 years old. 3. Alhaji Sule Lamido Sule Lamido was a member of House of Representatives in the second republic. He wss the national secretary of the original Social Democratic Party who betrayed the June 12 struggle. He was governor for Jigawa state for eight years between 2007 and 2015. He was not only found wanting in the fund of the state but with his son. This new breed politician is 76 years old. 4. Arc Tom Ikimi Ikimi was Nigerian foreign affairs minister from 1995 and 1998 after he betrayed the June 12 struggle. He was the national chairman of the National Republican Congress before his appointment as minister after Abacha put a nail to the coffin of the aborted third republic. The new breed Edo born politician is three years older than Atiku who is 78. 5. Mr Rotimi Amaechi Amaechi was the Speaker, Rivers state house of assembly from 1999 to 2007. He was governor of Rivers state from 2007 to 2015. He was minister of transport (which included today's blue marine ministry) between 2015 and 2022 when he reluctantly resigned to contest for APC presidential ticket which he lost despite running around a stadium in what was supposed to be a thanksgiving service. He celebrated his 60th birthday anniversary in hunger in a hall rented with millions of naira. 6. Ogbeni Rauf Aregbesola Aregbesola was commissioner of works Lagos state for eight years between 1999 and 2007. He was governor of Osun state from 2010 to 2018. He was minister of public holiday and prison break between 2019 and 2023 but he was originally appointed minister of interior. He is 68 years old. 7. Alhaji Aminu Waziri Tambuwal Member House of Representatives for twelve years from 2003 to 2015. He was Speaker between 2011 and 2015 and Governor of Sokoto state from 2015 to 2023. He is a senator from 2023 till date. He is 59 years old. 8. Mallam Nasir El-Rufai El-Rufai was appointed Director General of Bureau of Public Enterprise in 1999. In 2003, he was appointed minister of the federal capital territory. He was elected governor of Kaduna state in 2015 and got re-elected in 2019. This new breed politician is just 65 years old. As we can see, they have never played any role in the destiny of our country and this is why they want to bring a change in 2027. #SWA

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Victoria Osuji
2025-07-14 10:13:22 - Traduzir

What advice would you give to someone who is moving to Abuja, Nigeria?
Abuja is the city of packaging!

Before I moved to Abuja, i lived in Edo State, Benin City precisely. I do not know if you know Benin but it's a very quiet and “normal” city. I used to hear and read about “the Abuja lifestyle” and I always wondered why people did so much. Till i got a job and moved to Abuja.

I will tell you a story and i will drop my points (or advice) within my story.

I am an Architect by profession and for someone who had practiced mostly in Edo State and a few times in Lagos, bringing my practice to a mega city wasn't as easy as I envisioned.

••If you want to meet people, Abuja is the place but then to take the part, you have to look the part.

I finally secured a meeting with a potential client I met online. We fixed a date to meet at a choice restaurant in Wuse II.

••Transportation is pretty cheap in Abuja.

I live in Dutse. I took a taxi to Wuse market. It's #150 from Dutse, then i joined another to my destination, #100. When i got there, i came down from the taxi, looking sharp but a bit tired and my client was just driving in as well. I walked up to him, greeted him and introduced myself and he asked “Did your car break down?” I innocently replied and said “No sir, I do not have a car yet”.

I noticed his disposition changed a bit. He didn't say anything more, we went in, had the meeting and we dispersed. He even offered to drop me. But he doesn't call me back. 2 weeks later, i call him and I ask about his job. He says “well, I'm not quite sure about you. I do not know an Architect who doesn't have a car. How would you go to site? Would you be jumping taxis all the time? I got another person who is Mobile. Maybe next time”.

I was shocked. Mostly because where i was coming from, nobody had ever told me that i needed a car to design a brilliant structure for anyone. But i had learnt a lesson.

••If you have to live in Abuja, you MUST have a car, and a clean one at that. Its a necessity. Somehow, it affects how people look at you and weigh you.

I secured another meeting with another client and this time i was wise enough to use an UBER. I didn't lose this job entirely, i secured only the design aspect but i lost the construction(also because I wasn't mobile).

••In Abuja, accommodation is cheap in extreme areas but a little more expensive in town.

The problem with staying in these areas is that you don't get to meet a lot of people who would eventually add anything meaningful to your life, and then if you eventually meet someone in town, and you have meetings with the person, going back home can be very stressful.

••There is alot of fake life in Abuja, if you are not careful, you will fall a victim.

••There is night life in Abuja, its not a crazy as Lagos but then if you are someone who is an extrovert, you would discover some really nice places.

••Abuja will teach you naturally how to be classy.

••If you are someone who has low self esteem, you will be carried away. If you are someone who has “big eyes” you will indulge in corrupt practices- you will do anything to belong.

When moving to Abuja, Come with the mindset of building connections, meet people that will change and grow your business and then take you to the next level of greatness.

Beyond this, every other thing is a walkover!

What advice would you give to someone who is moving to Abuja, Nigeria? Abuja is the city of packaging! Before I moved to Abuja, i lived in Edo State, Benin City precisely. I do not know if you know Benin but it's a very quiet and “normal” city. I used to hear and read about “the Abuja lifestyle” and I always wondered why people did so much. Till i got a job and moved to Abuja. I will tell you a story and i will drop my points (or advice) within my story. I am an Architect by profession and for someone who had practiced mostly in Edo State and a few times in Lagos, bringing my practice to a mega city wasn't as easy as I envisioned. ••If you want to meet people, Abuja is the place but then to take the part, you have to look the part. I finally secured a meeting with a potential client I met online. We fixed a date to meet at a choice restaurant in Wuse II. ••Transportation is pretty cheap in Abuja. I live in Dutse. I took a taxi to Wuse market. It's #150 from Dutse, then i joined another to my destination, #100. When i got there, i came down from the taxi, looking sharp but a bit tired and my client was just driving in as well. I walked up to him, greeted him and introduced myself and he asked “Did your car break down?” I innocently replied and said “No sir, I do not have a car yet”. I noticed his disposition changed a bit. He didn't say anything more, we went in, had the meeting and we dispersed. He even offered to drop me. But he doesn't call me back. 2 weeks later, i call him and I ask about his job. He says “well, I'm not quite sure about you. I do not know an Architect who doesn't have a car. How would you go to site? Would you be jumping taxis all the time? I got another person who is Mobile. Maybe next time”. I was shocked. Mostly because where i was coming from, nobody had ever told me that i needed a car to design a brilliant structure for anyone. But i had learnt a lesson. ••If you have to live in Abuja, you MUST have a car, and a clean one at that. Its a necessity. Somehow, it affects how people look at you and weigh you. I secured another meeting with another client and this time i was wise enough to use an UBER. I didn't lose this job entirely, i secured only the design aspect but i lost the construction(also because I wasn't mobile). ••In Abuja, accommodation is cheap in extreme areas but a little more expensive in town. The problem with staying in these areas is that you don't get to meet a lot of people who would eventually add anything meaningful to your life, and then if you eventually meet someone in town, and you have meetings with the person, going back home can be very stressful. ••There is alot of fake life in Abuja, if you are not careful, you will fall a victim. ••There is night life in Abuja, its not a crazy as Lagos but then if you are someone who is an extrovert, you would discover some really nice places. ••Abuja will teach you naturally how to be classy. ••If you are someone who has low self esteem, you will be carried away. If you are someone who has “big eyes” you will indulge in corrupt practices- you will do anything to belong. When moving to Abuja, Come with the mindset of building connections, meet people that will change and grow your business and then take you to the next level of greatness. Beyond this, every other thing is a walkover!

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2025-07-14 06:32:43 - Traduzir

Two Nigerian-born entrepreneurs, Adebayo “Bayo” Ogunlesi and Tope Awotona, have landed on the prestigious Forbes 2025 list of America’s Richest Immigrants — and their success stories are nothing short of inspiring. Eyes Of Lagos reports,

Two Nigerian-born entrepreneurs, Adebayo “Bayo” Ogunlesi and Tope Awotona, have landed on the prestigious Forbes 2025 list of America’s Richest Immigrants — and their success stories are nothing short of inspiring. Eyes Of Lagos reports,

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2025-07-13 22:06:12 - Traduzir

At a mechanic’s workshop, I noticed a particular car that had been parked there for nearly four years. It was quite expensive and still looked in good shape the first time I saw it. But with time, it began to deteriorate. One of the windows got broken, the tyres deflated and wore out completely, and rust slowly crept over what was once a beautiful machine.

Curious, I asked the mechanic why such an expensive vehicle had been left to rot.

He confirmed that the car had indeed been in perfect condition when I first saw it. But even he had become helpless as to what to do. The vehicle belonged to someone from the Republic of Tchad. The man’s driver had been the one bringing it into Nigeria for repairs. On that last occasion, the driver dropped it off, paid for the repairs, and returned to Tchad, saying he would come back to collect the car once the required part being sourced from Lagos was fixed.

The mechanic bought the part, fixed the car, and waited. He had already been paid. But the driver never came back. It turned out he had been on his way to pick up the car when he was attacked by insurgents and killed. The mechanic didn’t know much about him, only his name, and had no idea where exactly in Tchad he was from. So the car remained there, abandoned. The owner likely has no idea where it is or how to recover it.

At a certain car wash, there was another case. Another expensive vehicle. This one had been brought in by a customer who patronised them occasionally. They didn’t know much about him either. He lived in another city but always came for business, and each time, he brought the car to be washed.

On his last visit, he dropped it off as usual and said he was going into town and would return later that evening. He never did. That was three years ago. Still, no sign of him. The car wash owner continues to wash and maintain the vehicle daily, keeping it spotless. But no one has come for it. They didn’t even know his name, and a search of the vehicle turned up no documents that could trace it to anyone. So, it remains abandoned.

Just last week, a friend of mine died after a brief illness. Before falling sick, he had taken some clothes to the laundry. He never returned to collect them. Thankfully, the laundryman knew his family and brought the clothes to his wife last night. She had no idea he had even taken anything to be laundered.

These situations made me think deeply.

Do our families and friends know the people we deal with, our mechanics, our laundrymen, or the businesses we patronise? Do we tell them about the errands we run or the transactions we make? Or do we go about our lives with no one aware of the little details that might matter in the end?

Shouldn’t someone at least know?

One day, you will take your car to the mechanic but you will not be the one to bring it back.
Your clothes will be at the laundry but you will not return to pick them up.
Do you have some pieces or parcels of land? Does your family know about them?
Do you have house or houses any where? Does your family know about it or them?
How many banks do you
have accounts in?
Does your family know about all of them?

Sometimes, the things you worked hard for, the things you loved and valued, will be left lying somewhere, useless and out of reach, because no one knew where you kept them or how to find them. That should be enough to give one the creeps and make one think deeply. Today, tomorrow, it shall come for you.

One day......

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At a mechanic’s workshop, I noticed a particular car that had been parked there for nearly four years. It was quite expensive and still looked in good shape the first time I saw it. But with time, it began to deteriorate. One of the windows got broken, the tyres deflated and wore out completely, and rust slowly crept over what was once a beautiful machine. Curious, I asked the mechanic why such an expensive vehicle had been left to rot. He confirmed that the car had indeed been in perfect condition when I first saw it. But even he had become helpless as to what to do. The vehicle belonged to someone from the Republic of Tchad. The man’s driver had been the one bringing it into Nigeria for repairs. On that last occasion, the driver dropped it off, paid for the repairs, and returned to Tchad, saying he would come back to collect the car once the required part being sourced from Lagos was fixed. The mechanic bought the part, fixed the car, and waited. He had already been paid. But the driver never came back. It turned out he had been on his way to pick up the car when he was attacked by insurgents and killed. The mechanic didn’t know much about him, only his name, and had no idea where exactly in Tchad he was from. So the car remained there, abandoned. The owner likely has no idea where it is or how to recover it. At a certain car wash, there was another case. Another expensive vehicle. This one had been brought in by a customer who patronised them occasionally. They didn’t know much about him either. He lived in another city but always came for business, and each time, he brought the car to be washed. On his last visit, he dropped it off as usual and said he was going into town and would return later that evening. He never did. That was three years ago. Still, no sign of him. The car wash owner continues to wash and maintain the vehicle daily, keeping it spotless. But no one has come for it. They didn’t even know his name, and a search of the vehicle turned up no documents that could trace it to anyone. So, it remains abandoned. Just last week, a friend of mine died after a brief illness. Before falling sick, he had taken some clothes to the laundry. He never returned to collect them. Thankfully, the laundryman knew his family and brought the clothes to his wife last night. She had no idea he had even taken anything to be laundered. These situations made me think deeply. Do our families and friends know the people we deal with, our mechanics, our laundrymen, or the businesses we patronise? Do we tell them about the errands we run or the transactions we make? Or do we go about our lives with no one aware of the little details that might matter in the end? Shouldn’t someone at least know? One day, you will take your car to the mechanic but you will not be the one to bring it back. Your clothes will be at the laundry but you will not return to pick them up. Do you have some pieces or parcels of land? Does your family know about them? Do you have house or houses any where? Does your family know about it or them? How many banks do you have accounts in? Does your family know about all of them? Sometimes, the things you worked hard for, the things you loved and valued, will be left lying somewhere, useless and out of reach, because no one knew where you kept them or how to find them. That should be enough to give one the creeps and make one think deeply. Today, tomorrow, it shall come for you. One day...... Copied

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2025-07-13 20:10:00 - Traduzir

–Lagos Reporters

The family of former President Muhammadu Buhari, GCFR, has announced his passing this afternoon in a clinic in London, United Kingdom.

Details surrounding the cause of death have not yet been made public, but family sources confirmed the news in an official statement shared with Lagos Reporters.

Buhari, who served as Nigeria’s President from 2015 to 2023, was known for his tough stance on corruption, controversial economic policies, and frequent medical visits to the UK during his presidency.

Tributes and condolences have begun pouring in from political leaders, supporters, and international figures, marking the end of an era for one of Nigeria’s most prominent military and civilian leaders.

–Lagos Reporters The family of former President Muhammadu Buhari, GCFR, has announced his passing this afternoon in a clinic in London, United Kingdom. Details surrounding the cause of death have not yet been made public, but family sources confirmed the news in an official statement shared with Lagos Reporters. Buhari, who served as Nigeria’s President from 2015 to 2023, was known for his tough stance on corruption, controversial economic policies, and frequent medical visits to the UK during his presidency. Tributes and condolences have begun pouring in from political leaders, supporters, and international figures, marking the end of an era for one of Nigeria’s most prominent military and civilian leaders.

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Nwanneka Ibekwe
2025-07-13 17:52:24 - Traduzir

*JUST IN:*

*Air Peace Flight Veers Off Runway in Port Harcourt*

*An Air Peace flight from Lagos veered off the runway while landing at the Port Harcourt International Airport on Sunday, July 13, 2025.*

*The aircraft, operating as Flight P47190, overshot the runway slightly and came to a halt on the grass verge. No injuries or damage were reported.*

*JUST IN:* *Air Peace Flight Veers Off Runway in Port Harcourt* *An Air Peace flight from Lagos veered off the runway while landing at the Port Harcourt International Airport on Sunday, July 13, 2025.* *The aircraft, operating as Flight P47190, overshot the runway slightly and came to a halt on the grass verge. No injuries or damage were reported.*

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2025-07-13 15:59:16 - Traduzir

WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND...

Prof. Jubril Aminu was once the VC of University of Maiduguri. During his tenure, there was an Aluta struggle and some students were rusticated.
Four of the rusticated students came to Gani Fawehinmi to challenge the action.
He fought the case to the Supreme Court and won. The students went back to complete their studies.

Later, Gani was arrested over his anti-SAP conference and was flown to Maiduguri, then driven to Gashua. At the Lagos airport, not knowing where he was being taken to by the security men, Gani played a fast one - he told his captors that he wanted to use the toilet.

He got inside the toilet and quickly scribbled on a toilet paper - "To whoever uses this toilet, this is Gani Fawehinmi. I am being flown to an unknown destination by security men. Please, let the world know". He placed it in a conspicuous place, flushed the toilet as if he just used it and came out.

When they got to Maiduguri, they had a brief stop over at the SSS office, where a lady officer offered Gani a cup of coffee.

Gani was hooked on coffee like drug. But this time, the will power of Gani came on. He told the lady officer -"so you people have got information that l can't do without coffee. You think you can poison me? From, today, I stop taking coffee ". That was how he ended his addiction to coffee.

He was later moved to Gashua prison, in a most decrepit cell where he collapsed after some substances were sprayed in the cell.

He was rushed to the University of Maiduguri Teaching hospital. When he regained consciousness, he found a doctor examining him and he protested, asking the doctor not to touch him.

The doctor, not wanting the security men guarding him to hear, he whispered to Gani's ear - "Chief, you are in safe hands. Can't you recognise me? I am....., one of the medical students rusticated whom you fought for our reinstatement. I am now a doctor. So, relax. You are in safe hands".

And that was how Gani's life was saved - reaping from the good deeds he did earlier, which he had forgotten.

Moral Lesson Of The Story:

Do good always and it shall come back to you.
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WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND...🧙‍♂️ Prof. Jubril Aminu was once the VC of University of Maiduguri. During his tenure, there was an Aluta struggle and some students were rusticated. Four of the rusticated students came to Gani Fawehinmi to challenge the action. He fought the case to the Supreme Court and won. The students went back to complete their studies. Later, Gani was arrested over his anti-SAP conference and was flown to Maiduguri, then driven to Gashua. At the Lagos airport, not knowing where he was being taken to by the security men, Gani played a fast one - he told his captors that he wanted to use the toilet. He got inside the toilet and quickly scribbled on a toilet paper - "To whoever uses this toilet, this is Gani Fawehinmi. I am being flown to an unknown destination by security men. Please, let the world know". He placed it in a conspicuous place, flushed the toilet as if he just used it and came out. When they got to Maiduguri, they had a brief stop over at the SSS office, where a lady officer offered Gani a cup of coffee. Gani was hooked on coffee like drug. But this time, the will power of Gani came on. He told the lady officer -"so you people have got information that l can't do without coffee. You think you can poison me? From, today, I stop taking coffee ". That was how he ended his addiction to coffee. He was later moved to Gashua prison, in a most decrepit cell where he collapsed after some substances were sprayed in the cell. He was rushed to the University of Maiduguri Teaching hospital. When he regained consciousness, he found a doctor examining him and he protested, asking the doctor not to touch him. The doctor, not wanting the security men guarding him to hear, he whispered to Gani's ear - "Chief, you are in safe hands. Can't you recognise me? I am....., one of the medical students rusticated whom you fought for our reinstatement. I am now a doctor. So, relax. You are in safe hands". And that was how Gani's life was saved - reaping from the good deeds he did earlier, which he had forgotten. Moral Lesson Of The Story: Do good always and it shall come back to you. African History Archive

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2025-07-13 14:29:15 - Traduzir

I started sleeping with D0GS at the age of 16. My name is Amanda, and this is my story. A story I wish I never told anyone, but I can’t keep hiding. Everyone needs to learn from my story.

If anyone told me that I would be sleeeping with dogs, just to make money. At the age of 16 I would not believe that, but it happened to me, and this was how I found myself in this situation.

I was born into a very poor family in lagos. when I say poor I mean very poor, my parents were struggling to eat including me, I was the only daughter and child.

My father was a security, he was paid a small amount. And my mother stayed at home with me. I stopped going to school because they couldn’t continue to pay me school fees.

Hunger was our fourth person in the family, it dealt with us like an army. But sadly my father died.

He died right at his work post, he could not bear it anymore. My mom cried and cried. I cried even more.

After my father was buried, my mother was not the same anymore. She felt sick and died too.

I became an orphan, my uncle took our small property, claiming he was the rightful owner. And I was left in the street of Lagos. Sleeping under the bridge, inside the gutter, just to survive.

Life was dealing with me. I suffer, in fact I did all kind of quick jobs like breaking firewood and many more. it couldn’t help me. Sometimes I pray for late parents to come and take me.

But all this things changed one evening. I was selling my last orange, ready to got back to sleep under the bridge again.

A black car came and parked in my front. It was raining that evening. A lady came out of the car. Her name was Cynthia, I thought she was coming to buy orange.

“Why are you sitting alone under the rain. It late already” she says politely.

I told her I have no where to go, I told her that sleep under the bridge. Then she offered to take me to her place, but I rejected, because Lagos was a scary place, you can’t trust nobody.

“Do not be afraid, come with me, am not a bad person” Cynthia says to me.

Then I followed her, she gave me food at the house, she bought new clothes for me. For ones I felt like paradise.

I was enjoying the good things of life now. But after a week. Cynthia came with a total different topic.

She sat me down and told me. “I have been good to you, but you need to starting making money just like I do, can you work ?” Cynthia says.

“Yes, i answered, “I can do anything for you”

Then Cynthia told me about the job. “They are going to pay you plenty money. You will become rich. They are my clients. They don’t like women, but they need the woman to play with their pet” Cynthia says.

“I didn’t understand at first. “Play with their pets? I asked.

“Yes play with their dogs, like satisfy their D0gs” Cynthia says clearly.

Immediately I dropped the juice I was drinking, pouring on the ground. Immediately I felt like I was sitting with the devil.

“Never ! Never Cynthia ! So this is how you make your money. I would never Sle-p with dogs just to make money” I scream at her.

To be continued.

Based on a true l¡fe story.

I started sleeping with D0GS at the age of 16. My name is Amanda, and this is my story. A story I wish I never told anyone, but I can’t keep hiding. Everyone needs to learn from my story. If anyone told me that I would be sleeeping with dogs, just to make money. At the age of 16 I would not believe that, but it happened to me, and this was how I found myself in this situation. I was born into a very poor family in lagos. when I say poor I mean very poor, my parents were struggling to eat including me, I was the only daughter and child. My father was a security, he was paid a small amount. And my mother stayed at home with me. I stopped going to school because they couldn’t continue to pay me school fees. Hunger was our fourth person in the family, it dealt with us like an army. But sadly my father died. He died right at his work post, he could not bear it anymore. My mom cried and cried. I cried even more. After my father was buried, my mother was not the same anymore. She felt sick and died too. I became an orphan, my uncle took our small property, claiming he was the rightful owner. And I was left in the street of Lagos. Sleeping under the bridge, inside the gutter, just to survive. Life was dealing with me. I suffer, in fact I did all kind of quick jobs like breaking firewood and many more. it couldn’t help me. Sometimes I pray for late parents to come and take me. But all this things changed one evening. I was selling my last orange, ready to got back to sleep under the bridge again. A black car came and parked in my front. It was raining that evening. A lady came out of the car. Her name was Cynthia, I thought she was coming to buy orange. “Why are you sitting alone under the rain. It late already” she says politely. I told her I have no where to go, I told her that sleep under the bridge. Then she offered to take me to her place, but I rejected, because Lagos was a scary place, you can’t trust nobody. “Do not be afraid, come with me, am not a bad person” Cynthia says to me. Then I followed her, she gave me food at the house, she bought new clothes for me. For ones I felt like paradise. I was enjoying the good things of life now. But after a week. Cynthia came with a total different topic. She sat me down and told me. “I have been good to you, but you need to starting making money just like I do, can you work ?” Cynthia says. “Yes, i answered, “I can do anything for you” Then Cynthia told me about the job. “They are going to pay you plenty money. You will become rich. They are my clients. They don’t like women, but they need the woman to play with their pet” Cynthia says. “I didn’t understand at first. “Play with their pets? I asked. “Yes play with their dogs, like satisfy their D0gs” Cynthia says clearly. Immediately I dropped the juice I was drinking, pouring on the ground. Immediately I felt like I was sitting with the devil. “Never ! Never Cynthia ! So this is how you make your money. I would never Sle-p with dogs just to make money” I scream at her. To be continued. Based on a true l¡fe story.

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2025-07-13 13:40:24 - Traduzir

NDLEA seizes cannabis and cocaine concealed in microwaves and lipsticks at Lagos airport.

Operatives of the National Drug Law Enforcement Agency (NDLEA) have intercepted significant consignments of drugs concealed in unusual ways.

According to Femi Babafemi, NDLEA spokesperson, “loud” cannabis hidden inside microwaves imported from Thailand and cocaine embedded in ladies’ lipsticks destined for Guinea were seized.

At Murtala Muhammed International Airport (MMIA) in Lagos, NDLEA officers recovered 23 parcels of “loud” cannabis weighing 11.3 kg concealed within new microwaves on an Ethiopian Airlines flight from Bangkok via Addis Ababa.

Ezenwegbu Chike, a suspect, was arrested in connection with the seizure on July 7.

This follows a recent seizure of 420 grams of cocaine hidden in 84 female lipsticks bound for the UK.

On July 11, @ndlea_nigeria operatives intercepted another shipment of cocaine concealed in lipsticks among cargo containing hair attachments and cosmetics heading to Malabo, Equatorial Guinea.

About 400 grams of cocaine mixed with phenacetin, a cutting agent, were recovered.

NDLEA seizes cannabis and cocaine concealed in microwaves and lipsticks at Lagos airport. Operatives of the National Drug Law Enforcement Agency (NDLEA) have intercepted significant consignments of drugs concealed in unusual ways. According to Femi Babafemi, NDLEA spokesperson, “loud” cannabis hidden inside microwaves imported from Thailand and cocaine embedded in ladies’ lipsticks destined for Guinea were seized. At Murtala Muhammed International Airport (MMIA) in Lagos, NDLEA officers recovered 23 parcels of “loud” cannabis weighing 11.3 kg concealed within new microwaves on an Ethiopian Airlines flight from Bangkok via Addis Ababa. Ezenwegbu Chike, a suspect, was arrested in connection with the seizure on July 7. This follows a recent seizure of 420 grams of cocaine hidden in 84 female lipsticks bound for the UK. On July 11, @ndlea_nigeria operatives intercepted another shipment of cocaine concealed in lipsticks among cargo containing hair attachments and cosmetics heading to Malabo, Equatorial Guinea. About 400 grams of cocaine mixed with phenacetin, a cutting agent, were recovered.

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